Featured Review on this writing by Bert Broomberg

2019

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: June 02, 2019

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How much of this prescribed reality holds your sanity?

Well,

I'm guessing the bulk of it.


Warped in ways no man or woman can say

They haven't been swayed,
though obviously oblivious.

Computing calculations and corresponance
Constantly.
Constantly clicking.
Clicking like
Ticking
Tic 
Talking 
Tocking
Tic.

What are we but
this.

How much of your sanity has become of 
this.

And thus,

The bulk of it.

Warped in ways
Unable to say - voiced
Unable to stay - present
Unable to be
Human.

Huminized, mortilized,
by type.
Typing
Typed
Are you there?
Do you care?
Have you breathed the same air?
Anytime recent?

Recently just 
Click
Type
Click
Type
Click
Type
Tic
Toc
Tic 
Toc

Page Reloading.
Refreshing feed.

Feeding fevered by
frantic fingered formality.

When formally,
We were
One.

Cash in on a new way to die!
Check 
Check
Check in
Check out
Check
Checkings
Checking 
Checked
Still
Check
Check
Checking

Refreshing Feed.
Page Reloading.

How much of this prescribed reality holds your sanity?

Well,

I'm guessing the bulk of it.

This is me
This is us
Have you had any thought?
This is us 
This is me

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Lies. 


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